It has been three months, and the ocean has dragged its tired body to swim all over the country's famous rivers and mountains, Huashan, Wudang, Wuhua Mountain, Emei......

These are the places he has longed for since he was a child, he has always longed for the path of cultivating immortals, there has always been a legend of the path of cultivation on the earth, he doesn't believe that it is true, but he is not entirely sure that it is false.

At this time, a figure carrying a heavy burden slowly walked to the edge of the cliff facing the ocean, he looked at the vast ocean, and then looked back at the place where he came home. Thinking of his two older brothers and his elderly parents, tears quietly slipped down, wetting his clothes and hazy his face!

"Farewell!" with sadness, taking away the desolation of the times! He jumped forward, and his heavy body plunged into the ocean at great speed.........

His name is Chen Haiyang, he is a child who came out of the mountains eight years ago, and he just wants to let his family live a happy life through his own efforts!

But just a year ago, his business failed, he lost nothing, he still owed a huge loan, his beautiful girlfriend broke up with him and left, which good friends and good brothers who have been playing well with him will stay away when they see him, he feels that his heart hurts, he is even a little out of breath, and when he goes to the hospital for an examination, he knows that it is not heartache, it is lung cancer, it is an advanced stage!

"Little master!" an old voice came into the ocean's head!

Chen Haiyang subconsciously opened his eyes, he only saw a body falling down, carrying a heavy burden on his back, he knew that it was his body, the burden was full of heavy stones, and the burden was tied to his body, in order to prevent his body from surfacing after his death, in order not to grieve his family, he carried a heavy stone and endured the severe pain caused by the erosion of the virus, and walked here with difficulty step by step.

"I'm out of my body?" he subconsciously looked at his body, he stretched out his left hand and touched his right hand, he didn't feel anything, so his left hand penetrated through his right hand, it turned out that this soul state of himself was just a phantom, but he couldn't see it, the head of the phantom had a trace of something like an electric arc flowing, a faint little bit of light was like a firefly in summer, and there was even a light without fireflies, at this time it was dusk, the sun had set in the west, and others could not detect this ray at all.

"Little master!" Just as he was in a daze, the ancient voice sounded again. He looked around, startled, and he was sure that there was no one around, no one.

"Who's calling, who's calling me?" he asked tentatively.

However, at this time, a wisp of invisible power came, and his soul was involuntarily pulled into the belly of the mountain, he felt that he had directly penetrated the rock and penetrated the soil, he seemed to be wrapped and protected by this power, and carefully took it to a place thousands of meters away from the ground, and saw that after a rock cave, and finally stayed in a stone house that seemed to be dozens of square meters five or six meters high, and there were seven lamps on the stone table in the stone house that were placed like the seven stars of the white dipper, the light was weak, but a fragrance suddenly made him feel refreshed. The stone tables, stone benches, and stone beds inside seem to be made of jade, and there is a person lying on the stone bed, I don't know if he is asleep or dead, he didn't move, but he saw a dragon-shaped statue next to the stone bed looking at him, yes, the statue didn't move, but the statue's eyes looked straight at him.

"It's finally here, my little master!"

"Who are you?"

Chen Haiyang asked

"I'm your guardian, my name is Ao Tian!" the statue said with a sudden movement of its mouth.

"I still don't understand, I only know that my name is Chen Haiyang, I'm just an ordinary person, and I've died tragically. The corpse fell into the sea, and it was just my faint soul. Why do you say that I am your little master?" Chen Haiyang understood his current state, he was very puzzled, this statue said that he was his little master, he didn't understand why?

"That's right, the little master's body in this life is dead, and even the little master has died more than a hundred times on the earth, and the soul will be weaker than the previous death, if you don't die here this time, and you happen to have cultivated the soul power for a period of time before you die, maybe this time you will really die completely, because I have sent you the power of the dragon soul to ensure that you can be reincarnated, and this time the power of the dragon soul I feel that it is about to dissipate, after all, it has been five thousand years!"

"What??Died more than a hundred times?Cultivated soul power?Five thousand years?" One question after another poured into his heart, and Chen Haiyang was at a loss.

"There are a lot of things that the little master doesn't understand now, let me tell you slowly, what I have to do now is to make the master's soul power stronger, and then with my help, the little master can return to his own body. Long Yan looked at the body lying on the jade bed, and said: "In order to protect the return of the master's soul, I set up a large array of blood-burning soul refining reincarnation, using my dragon blood to maintain the immortality of the master's body, and burning out the power of the dragon fat to draw the soul, so that the power of my soul will protect your soul for five thousand years from destruction, but every time you are reincarnated, the memory will be rewashed, otherwise where can I wait for the return of the little master, and now I am not ashamed of the old master when I see the return of the little master." ”

Hearing this, Chen Haiyang was silent, but now nothing matters, he only knows how loyal and conscientious the guardian dragon in front of him is, how conscientious he is, think about burning his body to protect himself, exhausting the dragon's blood to protect his body from decay for five thousand years, burning up the dragon's fat and exhausting the power of the dragon's soul to protect his soul for five thousand years without dissipating, what kind of dedication is this, and what kind of friendship and what kind of responsibility makes him pay so much, and he has become so small compared to his own encounter. Touching the scene, at this moment he trembled greatly, and he who was originally a soul body shed a crystal clear tear.